Love and Friendship
Emily Bronte


Love is like the wild rose-briar, 7
Friendship like the holly-tree - 6
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms 9
But which will bloom most constantly? 6

The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring, 8
Its summer blossoms scent the air; 6
Yet wait till winter comes again 6
And who will call the wild-briar fair? 8

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now 7
And deck thee with the holly’s sheen, 7
That when December blights thy brow 6
He still may leave thy garland green. 7

Total 83

1.20 off for each word missed

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